Chasing Pape

Lyrics
[Intro] (Not- Not at the table, Carlos) Yeah Uh (Where's the ATM at?) Yeah My opps know I up that— [Hook] My opps know I up that Drac' Baby girl, I'm grinchin' on the road, I'm chasin' pape' The opper seen that button, man, you should've seen his face I swear they slaved my buzzin', man, he should've beat that case, uh Louis, Dior, Prada, man, you know I got good taste, yeah When she seen these bands, man, you know she made it shake, uh I ain't savin' hoes, lil' bro, tell me where you see a cape, uh Never hesitate to tell lil' bro to pass that Drac', yeah Had to tint my Cartis 'cause I was tirеd of seein' fake, uh [Verse] All my junkies love mе, serve 'em dubs the size of grapes, yeah Free Big Tino, know we was smokin' dead opps in that 8, uh Pockets, they was hungry, so that pot I had to scrape It's wicked, fuck it, I'ma rob his son, I'm feeling like I'm Nate I'm Dub C-F, for life, I signed this oath, I know my fate Me and Two went spinnin', fell in love with micro Dracs Jacob got my left wrist on a bowl of Frosted Flakes Tryna grinch up, boy you late, oh yeah [Chours] I'm the nerdy grinchsta Wick he prolly, prolly hit a sista Ain't no wocky, wocky, pour that tris up She eat cocky, cocky, I can't kiss her, oh yeah I'm the nerdy grinchsta Wick he prolly, prolly hit a sista Ain't no wocky, wocky, pour that tris up She eat cocky, cocky, I can't kiss her, oh yeah [Hook] My opps know I up that Drac' Baby girl, I'm grinchin' on the road, I'm chasin' pape' The opper seen that button, man, you should've seen his face I swear they slaved my buzzin', man, he should've beat that case, uh Louis, Dior, Prada, man, you know I got good taste, yeah When she seen these bands, man, you know she made it shake, uh I ain't savin' hoes, lil' bro, tell me where you see a cape, uh Never hesitate to tell lil' bro to pass that Drac', yeah Had to tint my Cartis 'cause I was tired of seein' fake
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Credits
- Writers
- Shawny Binladen